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In front of the sickbed, Jiang Xuan stood alone, his eyes flickering until nightfall.

From time to time, his mother's subconscious advice in his sleep echoed in his mind.

"Young Master Jiang, the time has come, and Master Lang is waiting for you outside the valley. ”

Yan Da heard a voice from outside the door.

Jiang Xuan came back to his senses, glanced deeply at his mother's sleepy face, and then turned to leave.

Xuanzu summoned him, and if he didn't go, it would inevitably make people suspicious, and then the plan would be affected.

Although there are unpredictable risks in going this time, he still has to go on a journey.

Therefore, I can only live up to my mother's advice.

At the same time, he also wanted to meet the big man, and perhaps by meeting him, he would know why his mother reacted so much to his name.

When he came to the outside of the valley, Lin Langxie simply nodded to Jiang Xuan, and then flew up through the air and led the way ahead.

This time, the Yan brothers finally did not follow.

Jiang Xuan followed behind, expressionless and silent.

This Lin Langxie saw his mother's illness attack, but he was indifferent, and he didn't even have a word of concern, which was really hard-hearted.

His attitude was different from that of explaining it to him that night.

The two of them walked one after the other, and gradually came to the depths of the Golden Bamboo Domain, an area that Jiang Xuan had never set foot in before.

The ancient trees are dozens of feet high, and the leaves are too dense, making this place gloomy.

In the night, the shadows of the trees swayed, like ghosts dancing their teeth and claws.

What's even more strange is that this area is so quiet that not a single bird can hear the call.

No frogs, no cicadas.

After a cup of tea, a huge round tomb appeared in the depths of the dense forest ahead.

The tomb was extremely large, with moss and vines at the edges, and looked desolate, clearly a long time ago.

"It's here. ”

Lin Lang's evil figure landed and stopped in front of the round tomb.

Jiang Xuan followed closely and came to the outside of this round tomb, only to feel that the temperature had plummeted, and the surroundings were dull and depressing, making people walk on thin ice.

"Xuanzu, my grandson obeyed the order and brought Jiang Xuan over. ”

Lin Langxie said respectfully to the round tomb.

Click, click, click

As he finished speaking, the seemingly seamless round tomb in front of him cracked open, revealing a passage that could be used by several people to walk together.

Inside, it was dark and there was no light, and the air smelled of decay.

The two of them entered, Jiang Xuan only felt that there was a gust of wind in him, and at the same time, it seemed that there was something unknown, as soon as he entered the door, he stared at his every move, which made him feel furious in his heart.

The legendary Ancestor of the Saint of the Creation Realm actually lived in such a place?

Jiang Xuan was surprised, living in the mausoleum, did this Xuanzu see too much, or did he have something else hidden?

The two turned left and right in the round tomb, Lin Langxie was obviously not the first time to come here, and everything seemed to be familiar with it.

Jiang Xuan tried to spread out his divine sense to observe the surroundings, but found that every wall here had the ability to bounce his divine sense away.

It's not a prohibition, it's the subtle power of the materials of these walls.

There was no light in the round tomb, and Jiang Xuan had the illusion of slowly sinking into the darkness.

After a while, they came to a closed stone door.

"Xuanzu is inside, you go in alone, I'll wait for you here. ”

Lin Lang said indifferently.

Jiang Xuan took a deep breath, pushed open the stone door, and stepped in.

Inside, there was a deeper darkness, and in this area, it seemed as if everything would be lost.

Puff puff.

A long lamp suddenly lit up in the darkness, dispelling the thick darkness, making Jiang Xuan see the situation in the room more or less clearly.

It was empty, the ground was damp and even moss-grown, and not far ahead, there was a stone statue.

Stone?

Jiang Xuan's eyes focused on the stone statue, and then his pupils contracted, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

When he examined it closely, he was shocked to find that the stone statue had half a flesh-and-blood face, but the face was wrinkled, shriveled and ugly, and his eyes were closed, and he did not recognize it for a while.

Is this a man or a ghost?

Jiang Xuan's heart was awe-inspiring, the stone statue was in a sitting posture, like an old monk in a calm position, he was stoned all over, but he had half an incompatible old man's face, which really looked weird and scary.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan didn't even dare to use his divine sense to investigate, he always felt that once he did that, something bad would happen.

Swish!

Half of the human face with its eyes closed tightly suddenly opened and closed slightly, as if there was a spiritual light overflowing from it.

In an instant, Jiang Xuan felt that an invisible force enveloped him, and his whole body seemed to be seen through.

He had never felt this before, and his scalp was numb for a while.

If he is really seen through, the secrets on his body are nowhere to be hidden, and it is really hard to imagine what the consequences will be.

"Yes, it's really qualified. If you are not mistaken, you have great luck in you, at least you have the inheritance of saints and above. ”

The hoarse old voice came out, and I couldn't hear emotional fluctuations such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Jiang Xuan came back to his senses and saluted respectfully.

"See Xuanzu. ”

At this time, his heart was awe-inspiring, what did this ancestor of the Lin family see at a glance?

He is indeed the inheritance of the ancient emperor.

"There is no need to be polite, the old man learned that there was a Tianjiao in the family, and specially summoned him to take a look, well, it is indeed a real dragon among people. ”

The Lin family's Xuanzu spoke much more approachable than his appearance, and he didn't seem to have any ill will towards Jiang Xuan.

"Old decay is very curious, which powerful inheritance you are carrying, can you tell me?"

The Lin family's Xuanzu's slightly opened eyes closed again, and although his voice echoed in the room, the terrifying feeling of being seen through disappeared.

Jiang Xuan's face was hesitant, thinking in his heart.

It seems that although this Lin family ancestor has seen something, he doesn't know everything.

Moreover, he was afraid that all he could see was the inheritance of the Ancient Sword Emperor, and as for the heresy of the Heavenly Damage Spider, he didn't expect it at all.

Otherwise, in terms of the Heavenly Damage Spider's ability to defy the sky, it was impossible for him to pretend to be indifferent.

Jiang Xuan analyzed, but there was also uncertainty in his heart. Who can guess what such an old monster who has survived for thousands of years is thinking?

Maybe he had seen everything through and tried to test whether he would lie.

Jiang Xuan remembered the palpitations just now, and his heart couldn't help but sway a little.

"Calm down!"

Jiang Xuan found that his heart was shaken, and he quickly bit the tip of his tongue to sober up a little and return to his former calmness.

"The senior who inherited it from the younger generation repeatedly ordered him not to reveal the details of this matter to others, otherwise the younger generation would break his Dao heart. So I ask Xuanzu for forgiveness, I'm afraid I can't tell you the truth. ”

Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth and explained ambiguously.

"I see......"

The ancestor of the Lin family said softly, and then stopped speaking, and there was silence in the room for a while.

Jiang Xuan's heart was tense, and as the room fell silent, he became more and more nervous, and his back was unconsciously soaked with sweat.

This ancestor of the Lin family obviously didn't do anything, but from the time he spoke, his mind was repeatedly shaken, which was very different from usual.

Is this the power of the Word?

He had heard people say that a saint could surrender a cultivator's Dao heart with a casual word.

"Since it's inconvenient to say, the old decay won't ask. I heard that the golden bamboo bloodline in your body is only half grade, can this be true?"

The ancestor of the Lin family finally spoke again, his voice was still so ancient and unwavering, and there was no way to judge the true thoughts in his heart.

"The younger generation is stupid, it is. ”

Jiang Xuan replied respectfully.

"You're gifted, you're talented, but it's always good to be able to take it to the next level. My Lin family's pure golden bamboo bloodline, do you want to have it?"

The voice of the ancestor of the Lin family became a lot kinder.

Jiang Xuan's expression was moved. "What does Xuanzu mean?"

"Cultivation is to reach the realm of creation, to be reborn and sanctified, and the bloodline will be changed and can be passed on to future generations. The golden bamboo bloodline of my Lin family has been inherited from generation to generation by the ancestors of the realm of saints back then. ”

"Although the old decay is not talented, he survives in this round tomb, but he has also been reborn and sanctified, so that the golden bamboo blood in the original body returns to the ancient times and reaches the ultimate pure realm. Therefore, if you have the help of the blood of the old saints, you can refine the power of your bloodline and improve the level of your golden bamboo bloodline. ”

Lin Family Xuanzu explained.

Jiang Xuan understood for a while, and his heart was shocked.

Saint blood!

It is rumored that the blood of the saint can crush the rivers and mountains with a single drop. If it is used as medicine, it can be refined into the best Baodan, the flesh and bones of the living and dead.

The blood of a living saint, any drop, is worth a fortune, and all the belongings on his body are counted and multiplied by ten times, which is far from being comparable to such a drop of blood!

The ancestor of the Lin family actually wanted to give him the blood of the saint, help him wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, and improve the grade of the golden bamboo bloodline.

For a moment, Jiang Xuan was puzzled.

This Xuan Ancestor seems to have good intentions, and there is no conspiracy.

Previously, because of his mother's words, he was preconceived to be wary of this person, but now, he was a little suspicious.

My mother's condition was good and bad, and what she said in her coma may not be true.

"Juniors are willing!"

Multiple thoughts flashed through Jiang Xuan's head, and then he said.

The ancestor of the Lin family wants to give him the blood of a saint, how dare he say no, isn't this a slap in the face of a saint?

What's more, that blood is indeed a priceless treasure.

"Good. ”

The ancestor of the Lin family only said one word, and then the stiff stone body, a stone arm was lifted up with difficulty, extremely slowly.

Jiang Xuan stood respectfully beside him, while guessing what state Xuanzu was in at the moment.

Tick.

The fingertips of the stone palm he raised suddenly oozing a drop of golden-red blood, and as soon as it appeared, the entire room was cleansed with an incomparable aura.

That's the might of a saint!

Jiang Xuan felt that a small drop of blood was like giving birth to thousands of fierce beasts, and his heart was greatly moved.

The blood of a saint is really terrifying, after a person cultivates to the realm of creation, will he really have such a terrifying power?

Swish.

A delicate, transparent bottle appeared, taking it in as the blood of the saint dripped down.

The blood of the saint entered first, and dense patterns immediately appeared on the bottle, and the intertwining patterns blocked the mouth of the bottle, and the pressure of the blood of the saint disappeared immediately.

This vial is also a very extraordinary treasure.

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